The Han soldiers who rushed in with Wu Demeng never expected that the city would be like this, and they were all at a loss for a while.

Wu Demeng took the lead in the charge, and immediately held a knife and surrendered his hand when he saw this:

"Fathers and fellow villagers in Nanjing, my Han army is here, everyone will not suffer anymore, now please get out of the way, I will go to pursue the Tartars."

The people of Nanjing on both sides of the road were crying and laughing, and the sound at the entire city gate shook the sky, and Wu Demeng's voice was not heard at all.

"Quick, fire the warning shot!"

"Bang", "Bang"

After a few gunshots, the people present finally quieted down, but there was also a hint of horror in their eyes.

Everyone remembered a little, although these Han soldiers in mighty military uniforms were Wang Shi, they were also official soldiers.

What kind of virtue is the official army, the people of Nanjing still remember it vividly in their hearts.

Wu Demeng hurriedly asked people to find a few stools from the shops on both sides to come out, and stood up directly and shouted:

"Nanjing's fathers and fellow villagers, my Han is the people's government, this time I came to Nanjing to recover it from the hands of the Tartars, you can rest assured, my Han King has led an army of 200,000 to kill Duoduo and other barbarians in Chizhou, and is rushing to Nanjing in the starry night."

"The people of Nanjing, you have been liberated, and from today onwards you will be the citizens of my Han Dynasty."

After Wu Demeng finished speaking, he glanced at the people on both sides of the road who had been shaved off by the Qing army, and suddenly felt a little sad.

He brushed the ground and pulled out his command knife, and took off his cylindrical military hat, revealing a bun that was the envy of the people of Nanjing.

A trace of ruthlessness flashed on Wu Demeng's face, and he directly straddled the stool with one foot and said loudly:

"I, the king of Han, feel sorry for the humiliation and shame of the people of Jiangnan, and have already given an order to me when he came, and the soldiers of the Han army will share weal and woe with the people of Jiangnan and overcome the great difficulties together."

"The people of Jiangnan were shaved off their hair buns by Tartars, which is also the shame of hundreds of thousands of people in our Han army, and today, we suffer this humiliation with the people of Nanjing."

After speaking, Wu Demeng raised the command knife in his hand and directly cut off his hair bun, leaving his hair hanging down indiscriminately.

Seeing that his own general did this, the three thousand Han soldiers who followed in all pulled out their short swords from their waists and cut off their hair.

The people of Nanjing outside the Dinghuai Gate were all stunned by the actions of these young soldiers.

A few seconds later, the crowd erupted into louder shouts.

"Han Army, Han Army!"

"Long live King Han!"

For this team that can empathize with the people, the people of Nanjing accepted them from the bottom of their hearts in an instant.

Wu Demeng didn't care about the messy hair on his head at all, and swung his knife forward with a high-spirited face.

"Han Army, kill the thief!"

"Kill the thief!"

As soon as the words fell, a burst of shouts erupted in the Han army's array.

Among the onlookers, many men with tears in their eyes went directly back to their homes, pulled out a kitchen knife and other weapons, and rushed out.

"I'm going to kill thieves with the king!"

"Go Together, Go Together"

This sound was like a battle horn, instantly igniting the hatred in the hearts of the people of Nanjing.

The 3,000 Han army led by Wu Demeng quickly gathered tens of thousands of people behind them, and rushed all the way towards the Imperial Palace, the last stronghold of the Manchu Qing Dynasty in Nanjing.

rushed to the entrance of the Imperial City, and several people in the crowd shouted.

"Let's go to other intersections, and we must not let the Tartars escape."

Hula, a team composed of tens of thousands of people divided into several roads, and surrounded the palace under the leadership of the Han army.

In such a long way, Wu Demeng had already asked about the situation in Nanjing.

Duoduo did take most of the troops in Nanjing City away, but he still left more than 3,000 real captives in the Nanjing Imperial Palace to guard the gold and silver treasures looted from the south of the Yangtze River.

As for the guards at the head of Nanjing, most of them were composed of the original green battalion soldiers, so Wu Demeng and the others all ran away as soon as they came.

In this way, Wu Demeng naturally knew it in his heart.

The 3,000 Han army was divided into four, and with the cooperation of the people of Nanjing, the four gates of the palace were first blocked.

By the time Wu Demeng led a team of tens of thousands of people to the Xihua Gate of the palace, the Tartars in the palace had already guarded the city wall.

"Aim, shoot!"

Relying on his advanced firearms, Wu Demeng was not worried at all.

The nine hundred Han troops on his side raised their muskets and fired at the tartars on the Xihua Gate.

The sound of "bang" and "bang" continued to sound, and sparks flew on the city wall.

"Quick, let's go install the explosives pack."

While directing the fire suppression, Wu Demeng ordered the demolition troops to step forward.

"Boom"

A flame exploded at the gate of Xihua, and the Nanjing Palace was broken open before it could resist.

Holding the short gun in his hand, Wu Demeng shot the head of a Tartar with one shot, and with a wave of his hand, he commanded this mixed army of officials and civilians to rush in.

The Tartars in the palace were also fierce, and when they saw that the city gate was lost, one or two rushed up from all directions with the belief that they would die.

After all, the people of Nanjing who followed Wu Demeng were just brave in blood, and as soon as they attacked, the people on the periphery were frightened and ran around.

Wu Demeng can't care about this.

"Formation"

Nine hundred people took small steps to complete the whole team in an instant, and three small hollow phalanxes suddenly appeared in the square inside the Xihua Gate.

"Bang", "Bang"

A particle bullet is like a talisman, constantly detonating the Tartar who wants to rush into melee combat.

There are corpses all over the field in Xihua Gate.

It only took about ten minutes of effort, and the Jianyu soldiers who wanted to trap the beast were cleared, and the entire city of Nanjing was completely declared to have fallen into the hands of the Han army.

"Long live the Great Han!"

Wu Demeng led the Han army into cheers.

The strong combat power of the Han army directly frightened the people of Nanjing.

That's a few thousand real tartars, just like that, they were chopped and chopped and cleaned up?

Looking at the Han army's play-like posture, the people of Nanjing were convinced again.

Regarding the arrangement of the Han army accepting all the goods in the imperial city, those who originally planned to fish in troubled waters also retreated.

With one hand, the Manchu flag over Miyagi was torn off, and a bright red Han flag was raised.

Nanjing, recovered.

~~~

Three days later, Liu Ximing's rapid troops followed closely from the waterway into the city of Nanjing.

"Long Live the Han King"

Outside the Dinghuai Gate, Wu Demeng led thousands of soldiers and representatives of the people to chant in unison.

Liu Ximing patted Wu Demeng's shoulder with appreciation.

"I have heard all about your actions when you entered the city, and you have done a good job, this move has helped stabilize the hearts of the people in Nanjing, and you must take great credit."

After speaking, Liu Ximing looked at the representatives of the Nanjing people who followed him with a sigh.

Looking at the top of their heads, which were already slick at the moment, Liu Ximing also made a shocking move.

He directly pulled out the waist knife from Li Biao's waist beside him, took off the crown and cut off the bun with a knife.

"The people of Jiangnan suffered a great disaster, and all of my Han government and opposition were heartbroken, and the Tartars had no way, intending to destroy my Chinese clothes, but the people of Jiangnan were unyielding to death, and heroes and righteous men emerged in endlessly, in order to pay tribute to them, and to show that the widow and the people are one, the widow also voluntarily cut off his hair and suffered with the people."

"King Han!"

The people of Nanjing who came to greet them were all shocked, and their eyes turned red one by one, and they all bowed down and knelt down to the ground.

"Long live the King of Han, long live the King of Han"

Liu Ximing snickered in his heart when he saw this scene.

He had long wanted to order that there was no need to grow hair, although it has been a custom in China since ancient times, and it is very beautiful in appearance, but not in terms of hygiene.

Whether it is winter or summer, all Han people have long hair on their heads, their heads are covered with big bags, and their hair is full of smell.

This is obviously detrimental to the external image of the Han people.

In addition, in order to meet the needs of safe production, these require Han people to change their clothing and hairstyles.

For Dahan, now is the most suitable opportunity.

With such a messy hair, Liu Ximing slowly walked into the palace under the admiring eyes of the people of Nanjing.

Of course, the more than 300 million taels of gold and silver that the Manchus had not yet shipped out of Nanjing City were naturally directly laughed at by the Han court.

On 4 August, the Central Plains newspaper spread the news that the Han army had officially recovered Nanjing, and at the same time announced to the whole world that the Manchu military forces in Jiangnan had been swept away, and the entire Jiangnan had fallen into the Wuzhi Mountain of the Han army.

When this news came out, the world suddenly shook.

The dark clouds that originally hung over the heads of the Chinese civilization were dispersed in an instant.

At this moment, the whole world finally understood the horror of the Han army and the great Han country behind him.

That's 400,000 Qing troops!